Life in Our House since the Little One made her grand entrance to the world: the highs, lows, chaos and calamity of joining the parenthood club

Saturday, 5 November 2016

In which Halloween half happens

Growing up, Halloween was a miserable affair.The front door was locked and the doorbell
unanswered.Halloween was banned:
witchcraft was not to be celebrated.So
while friends got hyperactive on the spoils of trick or treating, we sat at
home sulking.

And so you might imagine in my own home I would have a
supply of sweets ready for the stream of children pursuing an autumn sugar
rush.Not so. I confess I have never bought sweets for trick
or treaters.I am whole-heartedly the
Boring Adult:I turn the lights off and
pretend not to be in.I tut at parents
who let their children out on the streets to terrorise neighbours and demand
sweets from strangers.(Have they all
forgotten the stranger danger campaign?)

But this year I have sensed change as I transition to the
parenting era.My hard line is
softening.For the first time I got Boring
Adult guilt: with no hiding options
available, I resorted to my Emergency Biscuit Supply to avoid facing up to the
harsh reality of having nothing for the little witch boy who trick or treated
me on my drive. In reality, I wouldn’t
yet go so far as to say this softening is for the sake of the fun of the
nation’s children (transition clearly not yet complete), but more in pursuit of
my own sugar needs.As cake currently
has the standing of dietary requirement in my life, a maternity leave addiction,
there is little I won’t do in the name of cake.(I am a firm believer that if the day comes that I no longer feel the
need for a daily dose, then it’s time to go back to work).And so for the sake of not missing out on a
cake opportunity, I readily abandoned my anti-witchcraft principles for a
Halloween afternoon tea party.

For the very first time I joined in the Halloween fun.I abused my position of trust and wrestled the
Little One into an amusing £6 pumpkin babygrow from Sainsbury’s before duly
attending various Halloween-themed baby groups and afternoon tea parties.In case you’re wondering the cake was
great.And with the precedent for the
next 10 years set, you have my word that in the name of not being totally hypocritical
I will stock up the cupboards full of sweets for next year’s tribe of trick or
treaters.

5 comments:

I'm the same! I never bothered with halloween before. Last year was the first one with little man and I just HAD to dress him up in a cute little outfit for a photos sake! This year I didn't bother again though just due t timing with other stuff going on. But I think next year I may get a bit more involved again, maybe even throw a mini party! LOL #KCACOLS

awww its fun to embrace it :) I don't mind dressing up and parties but I don't answer the door to trick or treaters and I haven't taken my son out. Thanks so much for linking up at #KCACOLS. Hope you come back again next Sunday!